The Windmines of Bora Bora (Virasana Empire: Sir Yaden Book 2) by Beryll Brackhaus & Osiris Brackhaus

Author:Beryll Brackhaus & Osiris Brackhaus [Brackhaus, Beryll & Brackhaus, Osiris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Science Fiction, Space Opera, Bromance, Slavery, Adventure, LGBTQ, Family
Publisher: Osiris Brackhaus
Published: 2019-08-12T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven – Deliverance

“Okay...” Ivan muttered, his voice still filled with disbelief. “We need a plan, like, now.”

Across the warehouse hall, the gorilla bull demon and the tunnel rat queen were staring each other down, while swarming hordes of tunnel rats attacked everyone else – cultists and organ traders alike.

“Right.” Smelly sounded surprised, but not overly so. Actually, considering that their already bloody mess of a two-way-fight between the expected organ traders and the very unexpected demonists had just turned into an even messier three-way fight with a completely unexpected, enraged tunnel rat queen and her frenzied brood, he sounded cold as ice. “The queen and the big demon are our real problems. We ignore all the other fighters as long as they ignore us.”

“Sounds legit.”

“If the mercenaries give up, let them run. Kill all demonists.”

That sounded unexpectedly harsh from Smelly, but Ivan didn’t feel in the mood to argue. After all, two hours ago, he hadn’t even known that demons were actually real, so what did he know.

“I’d say you take on the burning demon and I take care of the queen?” Smelly suggested.

“Aye!” Hesitating for a heartbeat, Ivan repeated: “I’ll need weapons.”

Smelly frowned. “What for?”

“I’ll need some physical weapons to harm that demon, just fire won’t cut it. Literally.”

Instead of an answer, Smelly smacked Ivan in the neck, hard.

“What was that for?”

“For being stupid.” Seeing that Ivan was genuinely clueless, Smelly explained: “I’ve seen you fight. The strongest weapon you have is your will. Just act as if you had blades.”

“Are you serious?”

Smelly gave him only a stern look in return – which, admittedly, lost a bit of its impact as Smelly was still only wearing a dirt-crusted tunic and pants and his bushy, filthy hair. But his point was clear, and Ivan was definitely not going to argue in this case. After all, Smelly had taught him everything he knew about psi, and the more he had listened to him, the more his skills had grown.

“Aye, aye, honoured teacher.” Ivan nodded and took a deep breath. “Ready?”

“Go.”

Without thinking, Ivan jumped off the crates they had been sitting on. Rolling off on the floor, he came back up to his feet in front of a group of tunnel rats that were standing in the open, looking a little lost. That was, they looked like a slavering mass of bristly bodies, fibrous scales fraying at the edges and pink skin mottled with black spots, hissing and twisting and biting in every direction. As lost as tunnel rats could look.

“Damn, you guys are SO. FUCKING. UGLY!” Ivan spat with deepest conviction, slipping into the Ga’Un melee stance almost subconsciously.

As if he had never done anything else other than facing swarms of murderous scavengers with empty hands, Ivan nodded coolly towards his enemies, flicking his wrists just as if he actually were carrying blades and flashing them their broad side to make an impression. It wasn't terribly smart and he was wasting time, but it felt too cool to skip the opportunity.

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